... honey."Joe was flattered and was only slightly uncomfortable with the way the guy had approached him. "Thank you, but they’re not panties. Just ... red nylon bikini with no fly, sexy men's undies.... I guess." Joe noticed that the young man had a very cute, feminine face. With his long, straight, black hair, he even looked pretty."You got that right. They're very sexy. Especially with that big bulge you’re massaging." The stranger went on.Joe nearly blushed at the mention of his cock. "You. I was now a woman who sometimes had thoughts like a man.Well the fashion show went very well; I paraded around in my differentbras and panties, my nightdresses, my dresses, skirts and blouses, evenmy high-heeled shoes.The women loved it, commenting on how the bras lifted my breasts up andout, to how the dresses hugged my bum, giving me overall all very goodfigure.The women then started talking to Lucy. "Well," said Joan, "what are younow going to do with her? I mean she's a lovely looking 'half. . Miss?" "Ashley Duncan." "Miss Duncan, you do realize what the job entails, correct?" "Well, yes, I do Professor Dubin. It clearly states on the flyer what I'd be doing." "Oh, I think you know it's more than that Miss Duncan." He was right. I did know it. "I won't mind, if that is what you are trying to insinuate professor." Truth was, I really was not going to mind because I was going to be with a group of my peers. What I actually did mind was the professor would be there also. I understood. My heart pounds in my chest, i can't believe this is gonna...nevermind bathroom break. Damn! I polish off my drink and head home. My bmw Z3 convertible looks empty with no one in the passenger seat. Once home I start thinking about the girl next door. Yes we all have one or for the ladies the guy next door. I'm in the shower thinking she needs milk or sugar or sex and comes to me to find it, she pushes her way into my apartment and drags me to the bedroom for a fun, raunchy sexathon. No sooner.